Daughter: I don’t know any good jokes.
Me: Making jokes is very hard. All of the jokes I know I’ve learned from someone else.
Daughter: Like what?
Me: Well, let’s see. What do you call a cow who plays the piano?
Kids: I don’t know.
Me: A moooosician!
Kids: Hahaha!
Lovely and Talented Wife: *groan*
Me: What kind of light do cows like best?
Kids: What?
Me: Moooonlight!
Son: Hahaha! I have one! I have one!
Son: Why did the cow go to the theater?
Me: Hmm, why?
Son: Because he wanted to watch…
Son: TV!!

And then we all laughed uncontrollably for five minutes (and for various reasons).